Historias de Screwed

•September 2nd• "What do you mean pregnant?" I ask incredulously. "I'm sorry Elsie, but you lost your baby in the accident." Dr. Berkley repeats the news. I'm bewildered, scared, and a million questions are left running through my mind. No, no, no. I'm sixteen. There's no way. How can this be? I was...pregnant?

Grades dominate Hailey's life. She has to get into a top-tier college. Competition and pressure at her school outrank almost every school in the country. She doesn't have time for boys. She doesn't have time to goof off. She doesn't have time to hang out with friends. She has school. Many would say she has her head screwed on straight, does she? Its stressful, can she handle it? She says she has no time for relationships, but does maybe some part of her want it? Will she become a hypocrite? This is NOT High School Musical. This is NOT a she falls in love in a completely unrealistic way with absolutely no parent supervision. This is reality.

Let's just see.

Peace: a state of mutual harmony between people or group. Love: a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Zombie: the body of a dead person given the semblance of life, but mute and will-less, by a supernatural force, usually for some evil purpose. All these things live in Gwyn's life. This story doesn't circle around the apocalypse, it circles around Gwyn Valentine's life, how she makes it out of the dreadful road death has made for here in Terra Grande, how she falls for the most perfect guy, the mistakes she makes, and the lack of peace that follows her. So yes this is a zombie story, but that's not all it is, It's a Valentine story (not the holiday).

Once upon a time, on the set of a famous movie, a famous performer divaiously pulled out at the last moment. Whilst the world and it's media flooded the controversy, a mysterious singer took her place. Now she's taking the world by storm and the media is at a loss of who she is and where she appeared from. What they don't know...is that it's me...

This is the most saddest and rad non fic you'll ever read (I've got some gay love too and I really need advices like seriously, I need to get my life together. You know.)

This one is a true story. Well, yeah. I don't want to include names, because, well, if he ever is on wattpad and finds this...I'll be in for some serious explaining. But, his initials are G.W.

Felicia is an egotistic, sarcastic, funny, kind, caring, girl; who just so happened to be kidnapped by the worst kind of people in the world. While silently obeying the men who took her to a strange island she realizes what hell she was thrown into. Just when she was about to give up hope Blade shows up. Despite being the same kind of people who took her away, he agrees to help her for his own selfish reasons. When things are going right for a change something goes horribly wrong and she becomes mixed up into an even larger mess! Though it's hard to be with her, the fighter in Felicia interests Blade.

Chat I'm fucking screwed. Pls help I killed someone for fun... am I'm js gonna plead insanity 😇

Self harm. Not for anyone's attention. Not for anyone's sympathy. And especially not for anyone else's pathetic, weak, stupid stories!

Things may happen at times when you have least expected them. Be conscious with the things you do and what you're planning to. Why? Because one mistake might change your whole life, and that mistake will always be a scar you will never get rid of.